The Golden Collection

by Kam Carr

  “What are you thinking about?” He asked his blue eyes burning into me. I got that low pain throbbing deep below. My eye diverted to his temptation mouth. How I loved the way his lips felt on my skin.

  “My brother is in the car” he said slowly. I liked the way we knew each other so well. Sometimes we didn't even have to speak and we knew what each other were thinking. I brushed away some of his red hair away from his forehead.

  “Ever had sex on a plane?” I said quietly.

  “No” he laughed. “You?”

  “No” I planted a kiss on his lips. The car stopped and I looked out of the window. We were going to Spain on his plane. I slowly looked back at him and raised an eyebrow. “You want to do it today?” My body was hungry for him. I needed him to send me to the brink of ecstasy and I wanted to convulse in pure pleasure.

  “There isn't anywhere for us to get any privacy!” I pouted and gave him my sad eye look. He rolled his eyes and chuckled. “Okay! I'll ditch the hostess!”

  He led me into the cabin and we were completely alone. I thought air-hostess was going to burst into tears when Maxwell sent her home. He placed his hands either side of my face. His eyes were burning into me just like they always did. I wanted to rip his clothes off and kiss every inch of his perfect body.

  “Strip!” he hissed through gritted teeth. Seductively he undid his tie and threw it down on to the floor. He kicked off his shoes and his eyes diverted to me with that sexual energy penetrating out of them.

  I slowly walked around him and gave him my wicked smile. Seductively I pulled my top over my head and threw it out him carrying on circling him.

  “Miss Dawson, are we playing?”

  “Very much so” I said slowly. I stopped and slipped my feet out of my shoes. Reached for my zip for my skirt and allowed to float to the floor. He turned to face me. I was in nothing but a black bra, black thong and a pair of hold ups.

  “You are a captivating sight... Have I told you before?” I could feel myself biting down on my lip and the blood rushing through my body. The deep urging feeling was taking over below.

  “Trouser, Mr Thomas!” I demanded. He gave me his special smile and reached for his own zip. He copied and allowed his trousers to fall around his ankles.

  I pointed over to the seats in the corner. “Go! Sit over there!” He cocked his head to the side, shrugged and obliged. Gracefully he strutted over to the seats. He turned to face me and removed his underwear. There he stood pink and solid. He took his seat and I carried on watching. His own hand slow began to rub his length up and down. Not once did his eyes remove from mine.

  “Like what you see, Miss Dawson?” He raised an eyebrow in a prerogative manner. His voice low and dangerous.

  I shrugged. “I think it would be better if I was sat on it!”

  “Then get yourself over here!” He ordered through gritted teeth. I slowly walked over to him at the same time slipping my thumbs into my thong and allowing it to hit the floor. I stood before him, he leaned forward and his hands ran up my legs. I could have melted in his touch. He sat back and tapped his legs.

  “Come and get your fix, Miss Dawson!”

  I climbed on to his lap and allowed him to sink his self into me. I placed my hands behind my head and began to swirl him around inside me. His fingertips grabbed hold on my waist and we moved in sync. His mouth found my erected nipple and he began to suck intensely. I picked up paced and began to ride him. Every delicious movement led me closer to the edge. He could no longer retain his self control, bouncing me up and down, pushing himself deeper and deeper.

  He wrapped my hair around his wrist and pulled my head back. Suddenly I lost mine and the tingles filled my body. I wanted his lips on me. I freed his hand and placed my lips on his. His tongue invaded my mouth. The heat between us. His pleasant groans in my ear. Everything was causing my body to erupt. My body took over and the shaking, the trembles, the pure desire of ecstasy led me to my orgasmic state. I felt him tense and then his warm relief filled me up.

  I rested my forehead against his and tried to regain my breathing. My heart racing and my body drenched in sweat. Surely that had to be the most intense orgasm of life. I finally looked into his eyes. , His wonderful bright blue eyes.

  He let a little air out of his mesmerizing mouth. “Wow” he breathed. “You never fail to impress me.”

  I placed my hands on each side of his face. “I love you” I whispered.

  For the first time ever I watched my controlled Mr Golden Rule's eyes go dreamy. “I love you” he whispered back. I wrapped my arms around his neck and hugged him harder than I had ever hugged him before. I had found it finally! Unbelievable heart hurting, mind blowing, up lifting in tense love.

  ***

  Maxwell

  “You want my permission?” Ron (Georgina's Father) asked sarcastically. “But you have asked my daughter already.” He rolled his eyes. “Doesn't really make much fucking sense.”

  “I'm sorry” I said humbly. It looked like I was going to have to kiss his arse just to get on the good side of him.

  “Do you love my daughter?” What sort of dumb question was that? I guess Father like Daughter. Just amuse him, Maxwell. I would have given him my special knicker combustion smile but I was pretty sure he would punch me in the mouth.

  “Maxwell,” Georgina yelled stepping out on to the patio. “We need to go!”

  “Well?” I turned back to face Ron and he was studying me. “Can I?”

  “George,” Ron yelled. “Here!” He ordered and she came running. I gave a little laugh, he was just like me. He also liked to control and processes everything.

  Georgina rolled her eyes. “What? I haven't got time for this. We have dinner reservations.”

  Ron turned his eyes to me. “You want to marry this?” He pointed at me moving his finger from my feet to my face. I shifted on the spot. He was a very scary man at the end of the day.

  Georgina grabbed hold of my hand. “Yes... I do” She looked up at me and I could see the love she had for me poured out.

  “Are you going to make it through the whole ceremony this time?” Georgina frowned. “Well, if I'm going to pay for it I need to know.”

  “Mr Dawson” I began. “You will not be paying for a thing. I earn my own money and your daughter wants for nothing.”

  He raised an eyebrow. “Correct answer” he looked amused. “Fine, marry her and get her out of my way.”

  “Daddy,” Georgina squealed and wrapped her arms round her Dad's neck hugging him tightly.

  “That's enough” he beamed pulling away from her. “I'll be watching you, Mr Thomas!” He held out his hand and I shook it. Deal completed. Finally Miss Dawson was going to completely mine.

  We walked hand in hand down an old Spanish street. I could live here. It was such a beautiful place. Georgina seemed relaxed and happy. Plus on positive side I got to see my woman in lots of see through sun dresses.

  “Where are we going?” I asked.

  “Dinner” Georgina answered. “Why did you ask for my Father's permission? That's not your average Mr Golden Rule behaviour!”

  “What can I say” I gave a little laugh. “You bring out the old romantic side in me.”

  Georgina squeezed my hand. “I like you like this.”

  “I like me too.” I stopped and pulled her into me. I took in the scent of her hair. What sort of spell had she cast over me? I had never felt like this about anyone before. I ran my finger down her cheek. “I love you, Miss Dawson” I whispered. I placed my hand behind her neck and pressed my lips on hers.

  “You know not everyone is into witnessing public acts of affection!” yelled a voice. I opened my eyes. Please... Please … Please I begged. I slowly pulled away from Georgina and what I didn't want to see was standing before me.

  “Surprise,” Georgina yelled.

  Just as I had expected there was my annoying little sister with her boyfriend. I ran a hand through my hair and glared at the pair of them.
/>   “I invited them” Georgina smiled. “Are you not pleased?”

  I raised an eyebrow and I could feel my mouth tightening. Was she serious? My sister was the most annoying person on this planet. Why would I seriously contemplate wanting to spend time with her? I couldn't let Georgina be disappointed, so I guess I just had to play along. Georgina had tried her best to please me. A small boyish smile came to my face. For the first time ever someone had tried to please me... To make me happy for no gain!

  “Yes” I lied. “Long time no see?” I said to Brett.

  “Come!” Georgina ordered. I turned to her in shock. Was I rubbing off on her?

  We all trailed behind Georgina as she led us to the restaurant. How could I not oblige? I loved how her little sun dresses became invisible in the sunlight. Her perfect arse always had my attention one hundred percent.

  We got back to the hotel room and Georgina was really pissed at me. It wasn't my fault? Everyone knew my sister had the biggest mouth in Oxfordshire! I sat down on the bed and watched as she slammed around. I ran a hand through my hair and sighed. This was exactly why I never spent time with Amber!

  “Are we going to talk?” I asked.

  She spun round at me, pulled her dress over her head and threw it in my direction. I took in the perfect sight of her body; Perfect toned stomach, full round breasts and long lean legs. I was a really lucky man.

  “I'm having a shower” she snapped and entered the bathroom. I heard the water switch on. I closed my eyes. Fucking Amber! What was she trying to do to me? I stood up and walked over to the bathroom door.

  “George?” I yelled. There was no answer. Now she was blanking me. “George?” Still no reply. I had to clear this matter up right now. We were only into the second day of our holiday and already we were fighting. I stepped into the bathroom and into the shower fully clothed. I pressed Georgina up into the corner and the water sprayed over both of us.

  She looked up and still had that angry glare permanently stuck on her face. I pushed the hair away from her eyes and leaned forward to kiss her.

  She moved her face out of my reach. “Why didn't you tell me?” I watched her lip tremble. “Did something happen between you both?”

  I slammed my fist above her head and it made her jump. I was fed up of her always thinking I wanted to be with someone else. Could she not see what the rest of the world saw?

  I yelled. “I only want you!”

  “Then why didn't you tell she was there?”

  I shrugged. “I didn't think it was a big deal. I just wanted rid of her for good... For you.”

  “Then how come Amber knew?”

  “Debbie’s mouth is bigger than her arse.”

  She rolled her eyes as I chuckled to myself. “Don't start with the insults. It’s childish!” She moved away from me and carried on with her shower. I watched as she gracefully began to wash.

  “What do you want, George?” I asked.

  “I want you to stop hiding things from me. One day....” Her eyes looked over at me. “Maybe, we might get married. How is it going to work if we have secrets?”

  “Can we stop?” I pleaded my body full of arousal for Miss Dawson. “I hate fighting with you.” I grabbed hold of her wrist and pulled her back into the corner of the shower. I pushed her naked wet body into mine and grabbed her perfect arse. “From now on I promise to tell you everything. I don't like Debbie. Honestly, I just wanted that bitch out of the building.” She placed her hands on my wet T-shirt.

  “So why did Amber know?” Georgina asked her tone soft and sensual.

  “Debbie likes to make a drama over anything.” I scooped down to her eye level and gave a little pout. “Do you forgive me?”

  “Yes” she breathed. Her hands moved to the bulge in my shorts. “You are going to be punished.” Her fingertips began to trace the length of my manhood through the wet fabric. I closed my eyes and rested my head against the shower wall. If this was punishment, she could punish me every hour of the fucking day!

  Her hand slipped beneath my shorts and she grabbed my most precious procession firmly. She began to pump me with full speed.

  “Fuck!” I hissed through gritted teeth. I reached out to grab her breast but she once again moved out of my reach.

  “Put your hands behind your back, Mr Thomas.” I obliged. “My game. My rules.” I felt a little smile come to my lips. She was turning into a little version of me. I was teaching her well. Her hand movements began to increase with speed. Gliding up and down the full length. I could feel my legs quiver. I could no longer control my excitement I felt the warm liquid of my orgasm splutter out. She carried on milking me till I was bone dry.

  I slowly opened my eyes. My heart was beating out of my chest. Her eye looked up at me wickedly. Had I created a monster? She removed her hand and licked the residue off her fingertips.

  “You taste mighty fine, Mr Thomas.”

  “Oh no,” She laughed. “That is your punishment. I can do whatever I desire to do to you and you’re not allowed to touch me.”

  “That's not fair!”

  “And keeping things from me isn't fair either.” She gave me my knicker combustion smile, turned round and carried on with her shower. A big smile spread across my face. This was why I couldn't live without her. She was one of a kind and she was all mine.

  “You can't wear that!” I screeched at the sight of Georgina wearing the tiniest pink dress I had ever seen. It barely covered her arse. I walked round her taking it in from every angle. It was long cut too. Every man in the club would have their eyes on what was mine. “Change!” I demanded. There was no way I was allowing my woman to be seen like that.

  “No!” She shouted back. Was she still punishing me from earlier? “I look good.”

  I stood back and folded my arms. “Well are you going cover up a little?”

  “No!” She laughed and looked back at her reflection. She had hand gestured for me to stand beside her and she linked her arm with mine. “See what a perfectly fit couple we are?” I had to admit we did look good together. She started to pose with me by her side. I gave a little laugh and pouted slightly. “Then it doesn't matter what I wear” she began. “Because I know my hunky boyfriend will kick the shit out of anyone who lays a finger on me!”

  I watched Brett's eyes on Georgina dancing. I gave a little laugh. She had even hypnotized my best friend. She looked happy, young and care free. Hopefully the fight we had was now in the past and we could get on enjoying our holiday. Brett wasn't the only one staring. I had seen a few other men with their eyes on her. I gave a pleased grin when I saw the light reflect off the rock I had placed on her finger.

  I took a sip of my drink. “You can stop staring now!”

  Brett looked over to me. “Sorry” he said sheepishly. “I just can't believe she has chosen to be with you and you didn't pay her!”

  “Jealousy raising its ugly head, Brett?” I coughed.

  “I'm joking, Maxwell!” I knew but sometimes it was just fun to watch people sweat a little in my presence. “Me and Amber aren't working” he confessed. He took a sip of his drink and didn't look back in my direction. I didn't know how to reply. I couldn't force him to be with my sister and even though she annoyed me, I didn't want to see her hurt.

  I leaned towards him. He obviously wanted to talk and he was my only friend. “How come?” I asked.

  “You know” Brett shrugged. “Sometimes you just lose the spark and the distance doesn't help.” He looked at me all worried. “I'm not fucking anyone else” he insisted.

  “I never thought that!”

  “Good! How do you think I should do it?”

  “Do what?”

  “End it with your sister?”

  “Seriously, Brett” I laughed. “How many women have you dumped? Just be nice, be honest and explain. Do not text! Face to face or I will hunt you down” I warned.

  “Hey... What are you two talking about?” Georgina asked, draping her arms around my neck from behind.
I kissed her hand. She was a little tipsy, I could tell by the pitch of her voice.

  I looked up at her and she was smiling down at me. “Are you enjoying yourself?”

  “Very much so... Dance with me, Mr Thomas?” I gave a laugh. I didn't do dancing unless it was in the privacy of our home. “Please” she begged. How could I refuse her wonderful face? I got up and she led me to the dance floor. I pulled her body into mine. Suddenly the music switched to I've had the time of my life. I looked down at her and gave an amused look.

  “Songs appropriate, don't you think?” I laughed

  “Only if you can dance, Mr Thomas.” She laughed back at me.

  “Oh, you have a lot to learn about me.” Out of nowhere I spun her around and pulled her back into me. I lowered her down and leaned over to kiss her lips. I pulled her back up and began to swirl my hips, holding her close and guiding her.

  “Wow” she looked impressed.

  I shrugged and gave a smug smile. “What can I say? I'm a man of many talents.” She rested her head on my chest. “You should know that, Miss Dawson. I have a habit of making you convulse in the bedroom.”

  She looked up and her cheeks slightly flushed a little. “You’re still on punishment!”

  I twirled her around again and lowered her back down. Our lips inches apart. “I'll kiss you if you end this punishment crap.” My voice low and dangerous. She slowly began to bite down on that lip. “Well?” I raised an eyebrow.

  “Okay” she shrugged.

  I lifted her back up and she wrapped her arms around my neck. My hands grabbed her perfect arse. “Correct answer!”

  “So?” Amber smiled while holding on to Brett's hand opposite us. “You never did tell us how you met the other week at dinner.”